even the bathroom
I didn't even want to get out of it because the water was so good when it came in contact with my skin. I sat down on the bed and immediately felt its comfort I wondered who was this gentleman to whom dad gave me and who had such a house I bet it was worth a lot....ouais much.
Then I lay down a little to rest because I felt like a tiredness to gain me, even if I did not know my husband and that I did not have any feeling in love for him I wanted that he found me.....beautiful, presentable.
Hours later
I was awakened by the voice of a person I could not yet determine who it was, but when I came to my senses I could distinguish the beautiful face of my mother and her sweet voice pronouncing my name.
Me: yes mom, is there a problem?
She: No, just that your father asked me to wake you up, so that you could get ready to go to the meeting with your future husband.
to meet your future husband.
Me: ah right! I had already taken a bath, should I take another one?
Her: uh yes I think it's better.
Me: ok and what time is it?
Her: almost 7pm
Me: uh really mom but it's not dark yet
Her: you know life differs from one point to another
Then she got up and left the room
I was very surprised by the fact that the night had not yet fallen and yet it was 7 pm, I remember that in Senegal at this hour it should already be dark but here not, it is by contemplating this kind of thing that one cannot deny the existence of God.
I then got up to take another shower, once finished I asked myself the question of how I was going to dress for this meeting, I looked for one of my loincloths made with an Indian model and I decided that I was going to wear it.
I finished getting ready and went down to the living room to see what was going on. I went down the stairs very slowly so as not to stumble having put on my wedges. Once arrived at the bottom of the steps my mother came to me and took me in her arms by saying to me
Her: you are very beautiful my dear
Me: really? thanks mom, that's really nice
Her: you don't need to thank me my daughter, I only tell the truth, you are so beautiful
Me: thank you so much
My eyes turned to Irma, I was waiting for her to say something, anything but she didn't so I took the lead
Me: Irma you don't say anything how do you find me?
She: Excuse me, are you talking to me?
Me: yes of course
She: ok! you are shabby and your clothes are very grandma style, in short you look like nothing with poor clothes
Mom: Irma what is this behavior, why do you say all these bad things to your sister?
She: because she is a hypocrite, she pretended to sympathize with my pain and then stole my happiness. Bad sister
I don't say anything more, I asked for it, I shouldn't have spoken to her.
Me: I am sorry.
Mama: but why are you apologizing? you didn't do anything
After that everyone was silent when Ami entered the living room.
Her: but Dina you are beautiful, he is lucky.
Me: uh that's nice thanks Ami
She: well sir is waiting for you now. A car will take you there.
Me: Okay. Mom and dad and Amir?
She: I couldn't tell you where they are, they went out without saying anything.
Me: Okay, I'll go on the way back?
She: on the way back, be nice and don't get angry, ok. Good luck to you.
Me: okay, thanks.
I left the house to go there and I wondered why everything was done in such a hurry as soon as I arrived and I had the impression that everything was accelerating. God, I really hope he's a nice, honest person at least.
I entered the car that Ami had indicated to me and waved to him as if to say goodbye. I was not very comfortable and I wondered if the gentleman could not defer his choice to Irma to preserve our relationship as sisters.
MINUTES LATER
I had arrived in a beautiful restaurant located in the open air but which was very pretty, tidy and welcoming
I was banging my head when I realized that I had not asked Ami how I should recognize him. I took my phone and called my mother but her phone was not working. I decided to try Irma but she didn't answer my call either. Maybe mom was busy and Amir wasn't home, what should I do? what should I do? maybe go home, no if this person wants to marry me she must know me, then maybe she will recognize me.
I then took the initiative to go to the restaurant while trying to call mom back. I tried again and again while scanning the people being at this place of my glance, it is there that I saw a familiar head, it was Mr. Moab thus it had returned in his country. I decided to go and greet him.
Me: Hello Mr. Moab
He raised his head mechanically when his look was on me, he looked at me with intensity during seconds before finally answering me, he was surely surprised to see me here.
Him: hello............Dina
Me: I didn't know you were back in your country, it's good to see you again
Him: me too but what are you doing here
Me: In fact I came to meet my future husband, but unfortunately I don't know how to recognize him because I haven't seen his face since. I hoped that he could recognize me but unfortunately not.
Him: sit down Dina you are not going to stay standing. And what do you mean you've never seen him you met him on a dating
dating site or something.
Me: No, I said, sitting down. In fact it's an arranged marriage
Him: ah! and you are happy to get married?
Me: on the one hand I would say yes because I never imagined that a man would want me, but on the other hand no because it ruins my relationship with my sister.
Him: uh what do you mean?
Me: she thinks that I have made eyes at this man, apparently she knows him very well but I don't.
Him: you would be unable to do that
Me: Thank you for telling me. I think I am going to go back home, unfortunately this meeting will not take place today, considering the circumstances, goodbye, I hope we can meet again one day.
Him: oh! we will surely meet again.....very surely
To be continued................